A Little Chicken Soup

10 Words by Richard: chick, pea, purple, foot, marker, prick, ring, vein, pencil, salt

 

Once upon a tedious time,

Souls were nourished by prose and rhyme,

 

Today professionals dissect tired brains,

But pains still pulsate through purple veins,

 

Aches persist from foot to head,

Writing, reading and thinking, surely dead,

 

Doctors analyze our intricate fears,

But ringing persists in our delicate ears,

 

We sign checks in pencil and wills in marker,

Change time to make our trips home darker,

 

Online, every day, new and better advice,

What not to wear, what food, what device,

 

There are no tales like the Princess and the Pea,

No tests for identities or physical sensitivities,

 

We are still pricked by the thorns of a beautiful rose,

Hoping to be nourished by either rhymes or prose,

 

But present day bodies are clearly fed,

With bowls of salty chicken soup instead.